Friday, April 5, 2013

Personal Worth and Pursuing Wisdom


Before the impromptu tribute to The Doors in my last post, I had gone through the cathartic exercise of describing aspects of my life that I didn't find particularly agreeable. I intend for this post to be more positive and constructive, with a focus on solutions to those problems. Along the way, there will be opportunities aplenty for discussing big-picture concepts like wisdom and good lives.
I have a tendency to focus on knowing and learning, and am not as comfortable with bargaining and earning. I don't believe that a trade-off exists between these two activities – after all, many people learn to earn. Instead, I suspect that my discomfort stems from a difficulty to put a price tag on my skills. Neither do I want to undervalue myself and be taken advantage of, nor do I wish to exploit others by demanding more than what is fair. If there were a way for me to make a clear, objective self-evaluation, I would feel more at ease while negotiating a salary, setting a consultation fee, or engaging in similar business transactions that involve fuzzy, intangible services.
Even when there are established market rates for some of these services, the quality of work that different service providers offer can vary tremendously. There might be exceptions, where every service provider's output is worth the same. However, even a seemingly trivial task (like screwing caps onto tubes of toothpaste) can be performed with varying degrees of precision and diligence. Perhaps truly discrete, pass-or-fail activities don't exist at all, and if they do, there's a good chance that they're not worth enough to pay a human to perform.
While these sorts of conundrums probably don't faze the average businessperson or employee, I happen to be a student of philosophy. Questions of scruples have thoroughly trounced what little business sense I might have with astonishing regularity, or have at least crippled them by setting what André Kukla calls "mental traps". I don't have his book handy (it's sitting in a cardboard box in Toronto), I think he calls this particular trap "recursion". In essence, instead of continuing with the problem at hand ("How can I earn money from my expertise?"), I discover another problem nested inside it ("What constitutes a fair price?"), like a Russian matryoshka doll. I then find myself tackling the nested (though not necessarily "smaller") problem, at the expense of the first. What's worse is that the nested problem is usually far less practical, often offering no immediate return on the considerable intellectual investment that its solution requires. This problem becomes my own personal Zeno's paradox, preventing me from ever returning to the original matter, either because it's just too hard to reach an acceptably accurate answer, or because it begets nested problems of its own; onions within onions.
I bring up these bizarre mental gymnastics for reasons other than – okay... in addition to – comic self-deprecation. Firstly, my reluctance to assign specific value to myself or my actions provides a key insight into what motivates me to understand wisdom.
I'm not an economist, and I don't have a firm stance on whether capitalism is a boon or a menace to civilization. However, I do believe that despite the popular claim that there are some things you can't put a price tag on, the invention of currency has drastically reduced the number of things for which this is true. It appears that currency allows people to trade in their subjective evaluation of things in the world for an objective value, literally allowing them to compare apples to oranges. While this value is neither absolute nor accurate, it is irresistibly convenient, and this convenience has made monetary systems ubiquitous, if not entirely universal.
What of the things in life that don't readily lend themselves to monetization? Sometimes, a provisional, approximate value is assigned to them, as and when the need arises. These assigned values can have a major impact on a person's entire lifestyle ("Do I care for my child myself, or get a higher-paying, more demanding job and hire a babysitter?"), or might help resolve some urgent yet relatively unimportant matter ("How much extra am I willing to pay for the custom paint job?").
Other times, however, things that lack a tidy dollar amount seem to lose value, or at least perceived value. In the same way that easy to reach, highly visible items tend to be discussed, purchased or eaten more frequently then out-of-the-way, obscure ones, items that are more difficult to appraise are often more susceptible to floccinaucinihilipilification. There are, of course, several caveats and qualifications that apply – that different people (and even the same people at different points in time) make different value judgments is just one example.
Even so, not being able to assign a monetary value to engaging conversation versus smarmy salesmanship, or genuine camaraderie versus an opportunistic alliance might make at least some people think that the former pleasantries are merely sentimental and illusory, especially when compared to their latter, profit-yielding counterparts. Once again, not all people think this way, but I have a strong suspicion that attributing monetary value to an option will make it more salient than alternatives for which no such value has been set. When asked directly, people might very well claim to prefer an unpriced option, but I have little doubt that the priced option will be more successful in capturing people's unprovoked attention.
Let's turn back to wisdom. What, if anything, can be said of a person's worth, qua person? We regularly assign people normative labels like "good" and "bad" (or "evil", depending on the context), "successful" or "unsuccessful" and so on. However, as I mentioned above, subjective value judgments are fraught with problems, while a person's net worth is inescapably unambiguous. People have a much easier time agreeing upon whether someone is wealthy or poor than whether that he or she is "good at" being a person. Instead of wading into murky territory and debating whether a penniless saint is worth more than a misanthropic trillionaire, people are more likely to avoid the question entirely. Those of you familiar with the history of psychology might recognize this move as something akin to behaviorism; avoid the unquantifiable, and hope that it will one day be explained away as a naive "folk" concept. While most people avoid voicing such beliefs explicitly, some people might genuinely think that a person that hasn't succeeded financially has nothing of value to offer the world.
That's one of the big reasons that I'm interested in wisdom. If there were some indisputable set of criteria that could be used to determine a person's relative "worth", that would be astounding.
Before I say any more, though, I need to be absolutely clear that I do not wish to oppose the concept of inalienable human rights. It is important to find a way to avoid literally and unconditionally treating every person equally (for example, treating heroes or philanthropists the same way that we treat murderers or thieves), or advocating unequal treatment based on irrelevant criteria (race, gender, age, net worth, etc.).
Part of the solution to this particular issue might require a few shifts in thinking. To avoid "worthy" and "worthless" from becoming some horrible Orwellian method of "scientifically" segregating societies into haves and have-nots, like some kind of cognitive Gattaca, a person's worth must be inherently changeable, and not an inescapable, life-long constant. Furthermore, people's attitude towards this normative evaluation must be free of blame, both towards environmental factors as well as towards each other. Instead, it should be understood that becoming better at being a person is probably the one objective that a person has most complete control over. As discussed by Stoicism and other schools of thought, people might not always be able to change their surroundings or circumstances, they are always free to modify their own attitudes towards these external conditions.
In the relatively brief time that I've been alive, I have had the opportunity to interact with, I daresay, a fairly diverse sample of humanity, including people of varying social status, level of education, monetary worth, behavioral dispositions, ethnic backgrounds, physical and mental capacities, and so on. While this by no means makes me an expert on the human psyche, it has certainly led me to believe that far too many people are incorrectly appraised (either by others or by themselves) to be better or worse people than they actually are, and that these discrepancies almost always stem from the selection (by a society or an individual) of some irrelevant set of criteria for comparison.
While it is encouraging to note that inappropriate measures of personal worth, such as a person's heritage, gender, or wealth continue to lose credibility in many parts of the world, this trend will make it increasingly important to discover, synthesize, or otherwise agree upon more appropriate normative standards. It isn't immediately clear whether some infallible form of such standards could exist at all, but at least pursuing this line of inquiry appears to have merit.
That was the first reason for bringing up my internal debate about personal worth. The second reason, a more thorough discussion of which I'll have to leave for another day, relates to my more immediate problems and their attempted solutions.
See? I told you I'd be able to fit in some big-picture stuff.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A Punctuated Tribute


Awake!
Shake dreams from you hair, my Pretty Child, my Sweet One.
Choose the Day, and choose the sign of your day – the Day’s Divinity.
First thing you see: a vast, radiant beach, and cool, jeweled moon.
Couples, naked, race down by its quiet side, and we laugh like soft, mad children, smug in the wooly, cotton brains of infancy.
The Music and Voices are all around us.
“Choose –” they croon, the Ancient Ones, “the Time has come again.”
 “Choose now,” they croon, beneath the moon, beside an ancient lake.
“Enter again, the Sweet Forest.
Enter the Hot Dream.
Come with Us – everything is broken up, and dances.”
Indians, scattered on Dawn’s Highway, bleeding – ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile, eggshell mind.
We have assembled inside this ancient and insane theater to propagate our lust for life, and flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.
The barns are stormed, the windows kept, and only one of all the rest, to dance and save us from the Divine Mockery of words.
Music inflames temperament.
Oh, Great Creator of Being: grant us one more hour to perform our art, and perfect our lives.
We need great, golden copulations.
When the True King’s murderers are allowed to roam free, a thousand magicians arise in the land.
Where are the feasts we were promised?
Where is the wine… the new wine, dying on the vine?

- Jim Morrison